Throwing Little Thought Pebbles at Your Windshield Since 1996
I own 6 wigs. Two of them are in transit. This is what happens when you agree to cosplay as a 1960s TV icon and can’t quite find the perfect wig. The cosplaying happens SOON™️ so I’m just going to have to settle.
I will probably donate three of the wigs to some theater company, if they want them. 3 I’m keeping because they are fun. You know me, I love to have fun. I just don’t know if I have the self confidence to have fun in a rainbow wig.
According to fans of Ellen Sojka. Lifetime, Discovery Channel and for some reason, the TV Guide Channel, are in a rabid bidding war over who will get the rights to show
Ellen: All Day, Every Day (Except Wednesday. At 2:30).
Ellen Sojka, a Littleton MA native, seemed surprised to learn about all the attention, stating, “I can’t talk on the phone right now, I have to cut my hair.”
We believe this refers to Ellen Sojka’s recent hair style change, according to published reports found on Tumblr: http://jodysays.tumblr.com/post/10141575157/ellen-sojka-sets-new-trend.
Once she hung up the phone we were unable to reach Ms. Sojka for additional comments or photos.
I got a compliment about my hair last night. I was told it’s the best haircut I’ve had in 20 years (literally). So while that makes me happy about my current haircut, I can’t help but think I looked crappy for 20 years. And just because it’s the best haircut I’ve had in 20 years, does that make it a good haircut? Or is it all relative and I still look shitty just ateenybitless shitty?
So while I’m busy feeling good about my hair, some guy in the cafeteria very pointedly checks out my feet. There is no doubt in my mind it was a purposeful look. He wanted to see what my piggy toes were all about, and I could not have felt more self conscious. Even if he did it because he’s into feet [strong possibility] what if he’s a foot modeling agent trying to find the next big thing in the foot modeling world? My feet aren’t great. My shoes, wedges, are built more for comfort than beauty [they are Clarks, by way of explanation.] So now I have to be upset that my feet weren’t attractive enough for the guy who has a foot thing to look back up at my face with a smile? I get to be two different levels of creeped out.
Luckily, I don’t know who he is; nor where he works or if he’s a very important person or one of “the rest of us”. That’s probably a good thing
Thank God nobody knows my underwear is about 5 years old.
